More and more, I've come to look forward to coming home at the end of the day.
I've always liked being alone but lately, I've never appreciated aloneness more.
Things like dinner waiting for me in the fridge when I come home at night, or John Mayer on the radio while I speed through the pitch blackness on the UBC highway. The silence in my house as I sink into my bed. I love it.
I started working on this show in August and as a result, I sort of got shoved into September, instead of being able to settle in to it like everyone else. It's bittersweet to think that in just a few days, my life will finally go back to being somewhat "normal".
